Jinx walked down the corridor of cells, looking for yours.

When she found it, she gave you a once over and a little smile.

You started to splutter, confused mouth forming around words that didn’t come out.

“Shut up! Shut up!” Jinx hissed, pressing a finger to her lips before moving her hand and pressing said lips to yours.

You softened, like usual.

Jinx broke away, sliding a key into the lock and praying she grabbed the right one. She had.

She opened the cell as quietly as she could, leading you out of you cell and out of the building, muttering about how it was, quote, “Like a godsdamn maze.”

You reached for her hand when you two walked, pressing lose to her side.

Skin-to-skin was nice.

When the pair finally exited the prison and were a safe distance away, you threw your arms open and breathed in the Undercity air.

“Ah, yes. The disgusting, smoke-riddled Zaun air.” Jinx said, cocking a hip and raising an eyebrow.

You grabbed her by the waist and spun her, catching her off guard.

“What- (User)! Ah!” She said, the mild panic turning into laughter.